A Jason Thompson Adventure

[jmt7968]

*OOC

My last couple threads died off, I was really busy and didn't have a chance to finish them, I really enjoyed them though and would like to start one again...


*IC

Jason was on his way to his dorm room and was scanning the crowds of new students in front of the dormitory, he saw a few standout girls and thought he might have to catch up with them later, Jason walked close enough to them to see the name tags they had on, Vicki, Amber and Nikki. He smiled and headed to his room....... " I'll catch up with them later, the one smiled at me" He thought. "They'll be out later im sure"

 

[wildthang]

Vicki

I looked over at Nikki and Amber and suggested we go on a man hunt. My entire high school career I waited to be a freshman in college, high school boys couldn't fuck like college men could! I was known for being one of the biggest cock teases at our old school and I knew I would work up a simular reputation here. Nikki and Amber were my two best friends and at our old high school we were the three most craved girls there, teachers students, even the principal wanted down our panties..that was if we were wearing any.


We all had our own style and our own way for making men fall for us. I always sort of stood out, Amber and Nikki had a sort of stereo-typical cheerleader type to them while i was almost the complete opposite. They were both in skirts and tank tops, matching high heels and bags, almost identical outfits accept the color and style(Ambers was shorter and tighter while Nikki had more of conservative taste), I had on my shortest pair of shorts and my miami hooters tank top, I was more of a sporty tomboy type.

Both of them were taller then me and had different shaped bodies. I was a petite little 5'2 with long light reddish brown hair and hazel eyes, heavy large breasts and a nice round ass that was peeking out of my short shorts at the time my hair was up, in low pigtails.


A adorable guy passed us, he had to be an upperclassmen. He looked my way and I flashed him my man melting smile and licked my lips. Thats what inspired my need for a man hunt.

 

[wildthang]

BUMP (in hopes someone will notice and help me get things rolling!)

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

The first week here has gone by fast. I have had a great time with my friends Vicki and Nikki. We have met a lot of the new students such as ourselves. The three of us have been waiting for more of the upper classmen to arrive. They have been slowly drifting on campus.

Vicki, Nikki and I have been friends through high school. Seems we have done everything together. Seems right that we are now on the same campus together.

Vicki is the wild one of our group. She is just a little shorter than I am. I am 5'4" but always seem taller because of the platform shoes or heels I like to wear.

Today Vicki declared we should go on a man hunt. What better way to meet guys than at the all day party that was being held on the central square on campus. It is a nice warm day. Lots of tents set up with food and drinks.

I decide to wear a red tank top. It is cut low enough to show some cleavage. I am not huge but am very comfortable with my 34C breasts. The thin straps and low back show off my tanned skin and my shapely arms. I pull out my white skirt. It comes to just above mid thigh. Just enough to tease. I run a brush through my long blonde hair. Letting it fall straight down the sides of my face and it ends just at the top of my shoulders. I do a quick check on my makeup and add a natural toned color on my lips. I slip into my platform shoes and I am ready.

I see Vicki is being herself. Her hooters top seems to struggle to hold her ample breasts in. Her shorts are just that. They come up so high as she walks the curve of her ass cheeks poke out. " You do mean buisness today" I say with a sly smile on my face. I think I could get away with her top but I could never fill her shorts the way she does. My butt is just to small.

The three of us hang together most of the time. The crowd is pretty big with the new students and the older ones. We scan the different groups of students checking out the guys. We critique the ones that seem to have possibilites for us. We laugh and joke about the others.

We found ourselves by the big fountain in the middle of the square. Others were running through them. Some being pulled or pushed in. It looked like fun but I would not want to ruin what I had on. At least not this soon in the day.

While standing in front of one of the dorms Vicki nudged my arm. Her eyes turned to a cute guy who was walking in our direction. All three of us looked his way. He seemed to walk intentionaly very close to us. His eyes moving from one to the other. Vicki flashed him one of her killer smiles. He looked back once as he continued on his way.

We all just watched him until he got lost in the crowd.

" Very good possibilities" I said with a smile. " Very good."

 

[wildthang]

I giggled my innocently mischevious giggle as i slid my flip flops into Nikkis purse. I looked at Amber and decided she was far to dry, the fountain was dying to have my little self in it , in my tiny white shorts and hooters top, no bra of course!

"Amber honey! You look dehydrated, let me help you!"

Before she got a chance to say anything I splashed her, just enough to shock her but not so much she was drenched. I was already in the fountain, not under it but just in the calf deep water, laughing hysterically at Amber as Nikki got all flabbergasted and started playing mom as usual.

"Vicki! Get out of there, and stop splashing! Ugh your so immature!" Nikki barked at me.

I ran around acting childish, tempting Amber. I knew her wild side would take over and she would come play with me like always, it takes Nikki a little long a few beers to get loosened up!

 

[jmt7968]

I came out of the dorms a while after seeing those three girls , and two of them were playing around in the water, while the third yelled at them to stop. I laughed as I walked toward the square, I was going to meet up with some teammates, but where they were at, I had no idea. While I was walking toward the fountain laughing I heard some snickers from the crowd about the girls playing in the fountain.

I overheard one freshman girl say "God, they are so immature, who do they think they are?" I laughed and thought to myself "She is trying so hard to be miss mature, I might have to see her later. "

I walked past the fountain and looked at the girls screwing around, I smiled, and wondered what they were thinking...

 

[wildthang]

Nikki Finally got amber and I out of the fountain, showing us the entire lacrosse team watching and smiling. We weren't the only ones in the fountain, but we were probably the only ones worth watching.

My hooters tank top was now completely see through, and the way my ass filled my shorts , you could see my orange thong pretty well too. A few of the guys whistled and clapped and cheered while the others were just too shocked to say anything.

I whipped my long, wet hair at the boys and got them wet. Both mine and Ambers nipples were hard and I knew I could see the guys staring, so we curtsied and both gave Nikki a big hug. She was laughing but I knew if there weren't a group of guys staring she would have strangled us both.

With bags in hand we all walked to the dorm assignment desk, the lady seemed a little upset with us.

" Well girls I just filled up the freshman girls dorm,and as you know, freshman year you have to live on campus. I will have to place you in the coed dorm. "

A huge grin swept accross my face, I had seen enough movies to know that coed dorms had male/female bathrooms and that laundry rooms were great places to meet or meat guys. While I was fantasizing about the "great coed dorms", Nikki was about to have a cow. She glared at me as I took the 3 keys and I could tell it would be war when we walked in. Amber seemed excited but a little more nervous then I was. I couldn't wait!

 

[jmt7968]

"What a show that was" I said to my buddy, "Those girls are crazy, I don't know what they want though. It seems like they want attention." "Or maybe dick" I thought to myself.

Either way, I watched them head into the dorms and decided to find out where they might be staying, so I could possibly pay them a visit.....

*OOC* I would still like to see someone take the role of the snobbish girl in the crowd, and the third girl, Nikki.

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

I saw Vicki step into the fountain. She joined in with a rather large crowd. I was about to say something to Nikki when I heard Vicki call out my name.
"Amber honey! You look dehydrated, let me help you!"

Just as I looked over to Vicki a wall of water flowed over me. It was enough to dampen my red tank.
" I am going to get you back." I yelled to Vicki.
" Come and get me" Vicki yelled back as she walked furter into the fountain pool. She was splashing water every where. Mostly on herself. Her top was totaly transparent and her white shorts clung to her ass even tighter showing off her thong underneath. She kept saying......" Catch me if you can Amber.......Come and get me..."

At first I was going to listen to Nikki but everyone seemed to be having so much fun in the fountain. I also need to pay back Vicki. I kicked my shoes off and stepped into the water. With a determined look on my face I walked right in Vicki's direction. She saw me and began throwing the water in my direction. The water was not deep enough to reach the bottom of my skirt. I bent over some and began splashing wildly at Vicki still closing the gap between us.

I could hear Nikki calling to us. Trying to stop our childish games. It did not work. I was having to much fun. I was close enough to Vicki. I jumped in her direction. Wrapping my arms around her as my body crashed into hers. Vicki lost her balance and falling back I landed right in her lap. We both sat in the water laughing our heads off.

" I told you I would get you back" I said between fits of laughter.

Vicki and I both saw the same guy that checked us out just a little while ago standing by the pool. He was again looking right at us.

I stood up and then helped Vicki up to her feet.

My hair was dripping and pasted to the side of my face. My tank top clung to by body showing the curve of my breasts. My nipples poking little mounds right at the peak of my breasts. Vicki's nipples were showing through her top. My skirt dripped and was semi transparent. My red silk thongs showed through just a bit.

Vicki and I walked out of the pool with some attitude. We are some team. Some of the guys standing around were calpping and whistling at us. We both had one person in our sights. Just as we reached the edge of the pool the guy turned and again got lost in the crowd.

Nikki gave us hell after we returned to her. I looked into her eyes and with a pout on my face I said " I am sorry Nikki." I gave her a big hug. Then Vicki did the same. Nicki smiled at first until she noticed how wet we got her blouse. She began to give us hell again. We all began to laugh and made our way to the dorm.

I loved the looks we got as we walked away from the fountain.
Vicki's skin shimmering in the sun. Her shorts like a second skin on her ass. Her nipples still erect and visable.

 

[wildthang]

As we made our way to the dorms, I had completely forgetten that my entire outfit went seethrough, but the awe struck stares were nothing new. We walked into the dorm and a cute guy with a name tag greeted us and gave us our room number.

"Well uhh...Jake, you remember that dorm number ok? Come up and visit us sometime, anytime." I winked as Nikki clawed me away from him.

I was a tease, a total tease. I hardly fucked the number of guys I flirted with. As a matter of fact, I only had had sex 2 times. I loved having the spotlight and I knew if I gave the boys all of it, they would move on to the "easy" girl.


The only problem was they guys who didn't like to be teased. The first of my two sexual encounters; I was date raped. I was a painful and horrible experience and it took a while to get over. The second I was willing though, I was in control. I rode that man till neither of us could walk straight, and I loved every second.


As we all settled in, I was glad to see we werfe right accross the hall from the laundry room. Making myself at home, I stripped in our room and walked over and put my things in a dryer...still completely nude. I giggled seeing some obvious freshman boy and nonshalantly said hi. Nikki and Amber giggled as they watched him stare,almost dazed, as I walked back into our room. To top things off: I walked back of after putting on a t-shifrt and panties,sat on the dryer and asked him to loan me 50 cents...I don't think he seemed to mind, he put a dollar in.


It was still early in the evening so we went down to the "caf" and grabbed dinner. I didn't realize that I already had fans! Amber and I fgot about 15 phone numbers in the first 10 minutes we were there, and the worst part was, we were both stuffing our faces while getting them!

After dinner we knew what he plan was and we already knew exactly where to go. Frat parties! Along with the phone numbers and cheap lines, we had our pick of fraternities to party at. We went up to our new home and got ready together to go out, like we always did. I slipped into my new hot pink t-string bikini and black micro-mini skirt, and some pink flip-flop heels. I left my hair down and put a big, gaughty pink silk flower behind my ear. Amber and Nikki were still changing, so I sat on the dryer with my clothes in it, legs crossed so my skirt hiked up while I teased the hell out of the poor boy. But I knew my two best girls would look hot...We always did!

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Terry glanced around the flat he’d rented and wondered where in the world, in which box among boxes, he’d find towels. The position had come through at the very last minute and he’d flown from Edinburgh to Massachusetts at the drop of a hat. He’d barely had time to pack much less label things.

With a shrug of well defined shoulders he picked up the t-shirt he’d worn yesterday and padded across the hardwood floors of the flat to the loo, turning on the shower as he glanced at the clock; he had plenty of time before he was due into class. The steaming water cascading over the bunched muscles of his shoulders and thighs felt good, relaxing him from the five-mile run he enjoyed every morning. Soaping himself up his senses basked in the spicy aroma of the shower gel, given him by a young girl on a campus far away. His thoughts drift backwards…

~~”I’m sorry Terry,” Dean Holwell’s voice sounded sincere but resigned, “I’ve tried to warn you again and again over the last four years. Sexual games,” the Dean’s voice grows gruff and he clears his voice, dropping his eyes from Terry’s, “especially the kind you like to play, in this arena, with the young women that you teach…You’ve been playing with dynamite for four years. This time you’ve been burned and there’s nothing I can do to help. The school will require your resignation, Professor McDonough… immediately.” The Dean’s shrug was the exclamation point to the entire speech, which told terry that there was no arguing this time.

They’d become friends over the last four years and Terry knew he could count on references. Besides, he’d seen the writing on the wall months ago, knowing that young Chrissa had become a problem, enamored with the techniques and types of games in Tezza’s repertoire. He’d already applied to several universities in the U.K. and the U.S.~~

Thoughts of Chrissa dance through his mind; lush thick red hair that fell in waves around her pixie face, a face that belied the ripe curves of her magnificent young body, an innocent face that that hid the soul of a child seductress, a tease…at least, until Terry came along. The memories of her reluctant acquiescence turning to aching arousal and then wanton need beneath the soft leather restraints and firm hand of her Professor over the months of their play…

Pushing those thoughts away, rinsing the soap from his lithe, handsome body, Terry steps from the shower with a wry smile on his face, drying himself with the t-shirt and rechecking the clock. Padding into the bedroom his dark eyed glance takes in the well-creased blue jeans, the thick fall of the navy blue cotton shirt and shakes his head in amazement. Only in America did one get to dress like the students while teaching the class.

Picking up his keys from the table by the door with one hand, the other fastening the slim, supple leather belt at his waist he takes one quick glance in the mirror. A tall man, dark hair and black eyes, chiseled cheekbones and a firm chin above a well toned, strictly disciplined body that brought the young women running. His sense of humor and intellect shine from the light in his eyes, curious and always ready for a new challenge.

Grabbing his briefcase on his way out the door, his mind rifles through the syllabus within. His course, Human Sexuality, was filled to overflowing, a last minute event the new Dean told him with a wry smile…the admissions office had been swamped by the plethora of young women who’d come in with last minute course changes after Professor McDonough’s bio, with picture, had been published in the school’s paper, the week before. Humming as he left the flat, Terry acknowledges that he’s looking forward to the day.

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

As I entered our room I was about to through myself across my bed, then I thought how wet my clothing was.
I made myself comfortable in the chair by my desk. Kicking my shoes off and pulling my feet up to the edge of the seat. My knees tucked against my chest.
Vicki kept the door to our room open. Her top and shorts still damp enough to show what they tried to cover. Some of the guys who live in the dorm walked by our room slowly. They did not hide the long looks they took inside.
Vicki looked my way saying " Amber...there is a washer and dryer right across the hall from us. Give me your clothing and I will dry them for you." As she talked she peeled off her shorts and top and stood naked by the door.

I stared in shock at Vicki. " I think I will wait a little while" I said to her.

Vicki walked across the hallway. Some poor guy walked right into the wall as he caught site of Vicki in the laundry room. Nikki and I could not hold back our giggles.

Vicki returned to the room and slipped into her panties and t shirt. The same guy still standing in the hallway. I watched as she walked past him. Giving him the once over with her eyes. She then sat on the dryer with her legs spread some and asked him for the 50 cents for the dryer. He gave her twice that much. When she came back into the room, this time closing the door, we all started laughing uncontrolably. " We will never have to pay for our laundry if you continue that " I said to Vicki.

We returned to our room after a quick trip to the cafe. Between the three of us we collected a fair amount of phone numbers. I gave mine out to a few guys. I also gave the guys I felt I did not want to know the number for " The sexual preditors hotline."

We prepared for a night of partying. Vicki, in her falmboyant way, was dressed to stand out from the crowd. Her shocking pink bikini top, tight very short black mini, pink high heel shoes and the flower behind her ear. It worked for her. She looked hot and she knew it.

I went with big hair for the night. Curling and fluffing my long blonde locks. I decided to wear my white dress that had no zippers or buttons. It tied up the back and the front. All that held it up was the knot Vicki tied for me behind my neck. It was not as short as Vicki's skirt but still showed enough leg after I put on my black platform boots that came up just above my knees. Looking in the mirror I adjusted the front of the dress, making sure the opening was just right. It opened right down the middle to my waist, showing off my full cleavage and just a very little of the inside of my breasts.

I was ready for what ever the night might bring us. I found Vicki sitting on the dryer again.
" Ready to go party Vicki " I said reaching out for her hand.
Vicki grabbed my hand and slid off the dryer saying " I am more than ready."
As she walked past me into the hallway I could not hold back the urge to slap her ass. She looked back at me with an evil grin and then shook her butt at me.
Nikki came out of the room looking very hot also. With Vicki between us we walked arm in arm down the hallway.

 

[wildthang]

We decided to start out at the varsity sports fraternity since we knew it would be all upper classmen and all jock type guys, mine and Ambers favorite! The three of us walked in together catching every eye in the room. I smiled as one of my favorite songs came on and stepped out onto the dance floor.

I giggled as I rocked my hips and shook my round lush ass to the music, I shimmied at one of the awe struck guys in the room and pulled him out to dance with me. I pushed his hands onto my hips and grinded up agaisnt him hard, bending over and shaking my ass all over him. His hardon was almost immidiate and I worked it even harder the second I felt it.

After that song ended and I figured I could work my way around the room dancing and flirting. It was more of a latin beat so I got to show off my real dancing skills.

I had learned how to ball room dance when I was young and after going to a few latin clubs in my early teens I had learned to love cuban dancing. I smiled as I realized it was a tango that was on and grabbed a guy that looked like he knew a thing or two about dancing and pulled him into the floor.

He smiled and was deffinately charming. We began to dance and actually cleared the floor, the entire floor was ours. I felt like I was in that movie "Dirty Dancing" as he spun and lifted me over and over, our bodies had this insatiable chemistry that kept us dancing. My hips rolled and rocked with every step he led.

I was the star just how I liked it. His name was Terry, and the way he made my body move was amazing. He seemed a little older and a lot more mature then the other guys around so I got the feeling he wasn't from the fraternity ( I would later find out he was my human sexuality teacher)

He dipped me very low as the song ended. I could feel his hand grasp my ass as he lift me back up. He kissed me hard, spun me and disapeared. It was deffinately a scene out of a "cinderella type" romantic movie. I was in a daze as Amber and Nikki were giggling and cheering. They came over and started swarming me with questions.

Before I could answer I was swept back into the dance floor, grinding and shaking it with just another fraternity boy, deffinately nothing like my tango man.

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

The party was going full tilt when we arrived. Music playing loudly. Beer and wine flowing freely. Lots of people dancing. All with some sort of drink in thier hands. Some of the guys were already drunk. Some of the girls were also. Some of the women had their shirts soaked from whatever.

It did not take long for Vicki to swing into action. She started dancing with everyone. One selection started playing which pretty much cleared the dance floor except for Vicki. It was a tango. She pulled a guy from the crowd and started dancing with him. He seemed older then the rest of us in the room. He looked like someone I had seen before.

While Vicki and her partner heated up the dance floor I tried to remember where I have seen him. Then it hit me. He is a professor. He is the one who I will see three days a week in our Human Sexuality class. What is his name? McDonough. That was it Professor Terry McDonough.

The show he and Vicki put on was very hot. He kept up with her moves and had a few of his own.

I thought his picture was great but it did not do him justice. He was even better looking.

After their dance the professor seemed to slip away into thin air. Just my luck. Two guys who just seem to come into sight and then gone, just like that.

I hope I will see our other mystery guy again. I know I will be seeing Professor McDonough.

I was swept onto the dance area by some guy. He looked like he played basketball. Very tall and not bad looking. We joined Vicki and her new friends and we both put on a little show dancing.

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Professor McDonogh

As he strode into the classroom he admitted to himself that he loved his subject. The eager faces, granted a number of them with lascivious interest, glanced back at him.

But it was so much more than that. He taught a subject that defined a large part of people’s every day, something most of his students dealt with hour by hour. Glancing out at the group before him, his eyes took in the subtle demeanors, the flamboyant personalities and everything in between. In a small way he fed on the emotional response his students offered up to him.

His eyes perused the crowd before him calmly waiting for the individual conversations to die down. His gaze stopped, momentarily, on a pair of young women in the seats before him, mentally acknowledging the petite redhead as his dance partner from the night before.

He never attended campus parties, intensely selective…and discreet…about his student partners, but an old friend, working on her doctorate had invited him to the frat party the night before and he’d gone, looking forward to her presence. If she’d been there, he hadn’t seen her… nor had he heard from her since. His expression, controlled and serene reflected none of the disappointment that washed through him. It was time to look for another willing, eager young tramp.

For a moment, his imagination filled with the images of the redhead who’d danced with such inimitable style and grace on the dance floor last night, her body mimicking his in a wanton dance of arousal that had cleared the dance floor. Her friend, sitting eside her, was just as eager and cute as the young vixen herself. With a silent salute to serendipity, he began the first lesson of the day.

 

[wildthang]

As I eyed our teacher I realized how familiar he looked. He was my dance partner from the night before. Our eyes met and I gave him my best man-melting smile and winked. This was human sexuality class, so being sexual wasn't entirely out of the question. I giggled as Amber grabbed me and whispered what I already figured out.

" OH MY GAWD! Your hottie dance partner is our sex ed teacher!" Ambers whisper was loud enough, I was sure someone else heard, but I didn't really care. Class was about to start and I was more then willing to learn.

" Alright class, I am Professor McDonough and this is Human Sexuality class. I would like to begin by having everyone introduce themselves: Name, Year in school, and something interesting about yourself.

Hmmm, why don't we start with.... You!"

Proffessor McDonough's finger was pointed directly at me, I wasn't normally a nervous girl...until now.

" Come on young lady, don't be shy, you can stand on my podium."

Amber giggled hearing him offer his podium to me. I slowly stepped down from where my seat was and adjusted my skirt, I had on light green linen mini skirt and a white cotton tupe top with matching white and green sandals (I let Amber and Nikki dress me) I stepped behind the podium and stood on my toes so it was at least to my chest line rather then my shoulders. Proffessor looked at me and nodded, permitting me to speak sort of.

" Hi, I'm Victoria Turner, I'm a freshman and I compete in ballroom dancing competitions nationwide."

Trying to impress the Proffessor, I smiled as he told me to pick someone from the room, someone I did not know, of the opposite gender. I chose some random descent looking guy, deffinately an upper classmen.

As I made my way to my seat, I could feel Proffessor McDonough's eyes follow me. Little did he know, that was my intention.

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

Each student introduced themselves. When it was my turn there were some whistles and hoots from the guys as I walked up to the podium.

I decided to be a little conservative today in my dress wearing a white button down shirt and a plaid skirt that came to mid thigh. As usual I had on black platform shoes and white anklet socks. The schoolgirl look.

Mr. McDonough made eye contact with me and I gave him a smile. I pictured him dancing with Vicki the other night. Very hot.

" I am Amber Ashley Thomson and I am a first year student. I have received some awards for my photography. I also like to party and I like men."
My last comments got the reaction I wanted. Most of the students laughed loudly.

Mr McDonough went right into his lecture after the last student left the podium.

" If some of you forgot what class this is....it is Human Sexuality....we will explore...." blah blah blah is what I heard.
" If anyone here is disturbed by frank sexual talk you might think about dropping this class......" The professor continued on.

The whole time Professor McDonough spoke his eyes roamed the room. He seemed to focus more on the female students. It may have been my imagination but it looked to me he looked at us more than anyone else in the room. He appeared to make eye contact with me a few times. I gave him a nod of the head and a smile.

Vicki and I talked during the lecture. Making jokes about the topics we would hear about. I turned to Vicki and said " I can't wait for the labs in this class."
Vicki let out a chuckle that seemed to echo through out the quiet auditorium.

When I looked up Mr. McDonough was still speaking but this time I did not imagine he was looking at us. He was but the smile on his face was gone. I tried to sink deep into my seat.

 

[wildthang]

I slowly made my way up Professor Donough's body with my eyes and then set them on Amber, licking my lips as he watched me, unsure of who I was imagining dripping off my lips. Half of the guys in the class were hooting at Amber, while the other half was giving me the same looks I was giving our Professor. I looked back at a group of five or six guys, part of my little fan club I had accumulated and winked, Amber's fans were more on the other side of class; the rich, smart boys who were actually trying to get an education. I attracted a different type of man than Amber and Nikki.

I always attracted the older men of course, my innocent, yet blatantly sexual ways made me that perfect Lolita type. Other then that, I attracted "manly men". The guys who assumed pizza, beer and sex was a way of life.

After my mother left us, I only had my father and older brother to care for me, I was about 5 or 6 when she left. I grew up on pizza, root beer (until I was about 16 and started sneaking the real stuff) and football. So when I got older, boys looked at me as one of the guys... with an awesome body.


Professor Donough looked at me as he began his lecture, it seemed that every time he said sex he was eyeing my body. I would smile and lick my lips when ever the words arousal or erection came up; just to hear him stutter.

As class ended I went to leave. Right in front of Prof. Donough as well as a few of the students I dropped my note book. As a hand went for it, I simply bent over, and picked it up. Not bending at the knees but bending at the waist, spreading my thighs slightly as my skirt lifted just enough to give Professor Donough as well as some of the class a nice little peek. Amber knew exactly what I was up to and giggled as we both left the class. I whipped my long hair back and smiled at our Professor as we left.

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Professor McDonough

“Upon completion of this course each of you will have a basic understanding of the biological, sociological, and psychological perspectives of human sexuality. What that means, kids, is that we will teach you about intimate relationships, sexual and gender role development and behavior, the social, cultural and historical and moral contexts of sex and love and last, but not least by any means, the processes and variations of sexual functions. This does NOT mean you can do it in your seat in class…”

He waited for the snickers and the laughter to die down and then went into the opening lecture that he knew by heart. During the next forty-five minutes his gaze swung back to the two young women in the front row, often.

The redhead was magnificent, the luster of her hair a sensual fire, the petite body well filled out in all the right places, beckoning a mans hand…to pet, to pinch, to slap and caress. Victoria…the name suited her…with a little work and a lot of patience she could, indeed be quite regal, majestic even, a queen amongst the masses.

Her friend, a brazen – with good reason, she was perfectly built – blonde struck him as a tanned tease, the soft, pouty grin that licked at her full lips every time he glanced in their direction an erotic plea. Amber, a honey colored stone that often hid the mysteries of history…he wondered what mysteries she hid…and what it would take to ...release them.

“I’d like you to read chapters one and two between now and Wednesday, we’ll have a short quiz on the contents and a discussion afterwards. You’re free to go. Amber, Victoria and ummm...Jason... if you could give me a moment of your time after class?” The class was over quickly, the attentive, eager young faces smiling as they shuffled out. He had turned to the blackboard, erasing his name and email address, waiting for the room to clear before turning around to face the three young people.

“Every year I mentor a couple of students in return for a couple of hours of…administrative work…every week. You’d be grading and correcting your peer’s work, small research projects, whatever I need done. The perks are a couple of meals at my house every week and all the tutoring you could wish for. Are you interested?”

The girls' expressions were pensive and thoughtful after the look he’d given them toward the end of class, catching the two of them talking. He was pretty sure they thought they were being pulled on the carpet for that and he’d taken pleasure in the moments of silent apprehension that radiated from them as he’d erased the board. The young man had never taken his eyes off the two girls. When he made the offer, his gaze wandered between them, reveling as the moment turned to inquisitive and eager young acknowledgement.

“Think about it, and let me know on Wednesday. You’re excused, ladies...,” said with a smile and just the barest husky hint of sensual entendre before turning to Jason and shaking his hand.

 

[Don/Deb]

Amber

Professor McDonough was wrapping up class. He gave out our assignment. There will be a quiz on the material. I stood up from my seat and gathered all my junk. " Damn a quiz already" I said to Vicki.

Hearing my name than Vicki's name along with some guy named Jason called by Professor MsDonough made my face go crimson. I thought to myself ...damn he is going to give me hell for fooling around during class..

I stood between Vicki and Jason. I recognized Jason right away. He was the guy who walked by us at the party. Then I saw him again when Vicki and I played in the fountain.

Mr McDonough did not look at us right away. He cleaned the board. I felt very nervous. He must be really pissed off at us I thought. The last student left the room. A few more seconds went by before he turned to face us.

He eyed each and everyone of us. Then a little smile came on his face.
Maybe he is not annoyed at us I thought

“Every year I mentor a couple of students in return for a couple of hours of…administrative work…every week. You’d be grading and correcting your peer’s work, small research projects, whatever I need done. The perks are a couple of meals at my house every week and all the tutoring you could wish for. Are you interested?”

I did not know what to say. I looked at Vicki and she looked at me. Professor McDonough studied both of us. " It will only be a couple of hours a week? I asked.

" Give or take but on average only a couple of hours. Except those nights I fix dinner" Professor McDonough said.

“Think about it, and let me know on Wednesday. You’re excused, ladies...,”

I made my way towards the back door. Vicki was close behind.

" I thought we were going to get a ration of shit for talking in class" I said to Vicki

I looked back and saw that Jason was still with Mr McDonough. They were both watching Vicki and I make our exit from the room. At the door I looked back and saw them shaking hands.

I thought about the offer made on my way back to our room. Once back in our room I let the thought fall from my mind. I never thought about it once the whole next day.

A few hours before our next class I considered the offer again.
It was only a couple of hours a week. I would get fed a couple of times saving me some money on meals. It might even help my grade. The good thing was Terry McDonough was pretty hot looking. Who knows what could happen.

I arrived early for class. Professor McDonough was sitting in the front of the room working on some paper. I made my way to his desk. My skin tight jeans looked like a second skin on me. My tank top only coverd half my stomach and was cut low enough to show some cleavage.

"Pardon me Professor"

He looked up and his eyes met mine for a second and then he did a quick look at the whole picture.

"Yes Ms Thomson...can I help you?"

" I would like to take you up on your offer from the other day sir. I think it will be fun and interesting."

 

[wildthang]

(sorry it took sooo long!)

I strolled into class with one thing on my mind: Professor Mcdonough. I was early too, but not as early as Amber. I walked up to the professors desk and let the bottom of my strapless "art-deco" style dress brush against the corner until he noticed. I smiled and licked my lips leaning over the desk slightly, showing him some unforgettable cleavage as the rest of the entering class got a nice peek and my pantiless ass.

I let out a soft sigh as his eyes slowly drifted up my body,feeling them gaze up and down my breasts then trail over my collar bone up my neck stopping at my full pouty lips as I said " I'll do it." and finally to my eyes. Professor Mcdonough gave me a look of confusion as if he had suggested one of the nasty offers running through his mind and that was my reply.

I smiled and softly said " I mean the internship" I winked and went to my desk, up a few steps knowing he got a descent peek at my ass as I walked up the steps. As I sat in my desk Amber giggled and told me that she saw one of the guys trip as I bent over the desk, I laughed and class begun.

The topic for class was sexual attraction, what makes people attractive, what males and females look for in a possible mate and what not. I had to admit, hearing our professor talk about what turned him on was driving me wild.

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Professor McDonough

Glancing up from the letter he was holding Terry struggled to hide the grin that threatened. ‘Ah, the vagaries of youth,’ he thought to himself, his eyes admiring the expanse of lithe, teenage flesh before him.

Jeans, washed to a pale blue denim so thin and so tight they caressed the shapely thighs they encased like a second skin. The soft concavity of a taut well-muscled stomach, his eyes drawn to the golden shimmer of the ring nestled teasingly within the gentle embrace of her navel. The full, proud push of her breasts against the soft cotton of her top and the delicious little shadow between them.

His eyes lift, staring intently into the blonde’s before him. The mischievous gleam shining back at him and the bold, sassy tilt to her lips piqued his interest even more than the abundant display of firm young flesh.

His mind wandered: Veronica had looked much the same way when she’d first walked into his classroom, his life…and later, his bedroom. Young and carefree, cheeky and exuberant she’d begun as a breathtaking tease and over the previous two years had become an enthrallingly sensual young seductress on all levels; intellectual, spiritual and physical.

When she’d chosen to follow him here, he’d had little control over the situation, something he’d abhorred. His eyes dropped to the letter in his hands, smoothing its crumpled folds. She’d apologized quite profusely for her absence at the frat party, finally writing the letter when her phone calls had been ignored. ‘It was,’ he admitted to himself, ‘time to let her go.’

Over Amber’s shoulder, Victoria’s smooth, seductive gait brought her over the threshold where she paused next to her friend, the gentle brush of her dress against the desk designed to woo and beckon the eyes of her young classmates. The shameless flaunt of her breasts brought a smile. He could see the assumption in her eyes, that the provocative full curves before him had initiated the smile. He permitted her misconception.

It was, in fact, the student’s reactions behind her that caught his attention and it didn’t take much to realize that the full, firm curves in front of him weren’t all she was displaying. His agile imagination placed her over the desk with a different purpose in mind, the flesh of his palm tingling with the image of it against her firm, supple ass, the sharp crack of each stroke bringing an apologetic plea from her lips. From brazen to repentant in five short steps.

He glanced over both girls in front of him, revising his estimate. It would take more than five steps…but a delightful journey it would be…yes, definitely time to say goodbye to Veronica.

“Ms. Thompson, Ms. Turner, I’m honored by your acceptance and look forward to…working…with you,” the wry smile did not go unnoticed. “Perhaps, if we could meet after class next Tuesday, we could discuss your…responsibilities. I apologize, but I have another appointment this afternoon and will be busy tying up loose ends.”

He watched them settle into their chairs, a peek of one firm, round cheek beneath Victoria’s dress as she headed to her desk confirming his initial supposition. She bent over, placing her knapsack beneath the desk and Terry felt a quiver of arousal twitch through the shaft of his cock as he revamped the thought…sweet, eager and interested young flesh, if the subtle sheen of damp flesh was what he believed it to be. An interesting journey indeed.

“Today’s topic, class revolves around chemistry. That strange, powerful and definition less something that makes us respond to another person. A simple glance, the subtle play of body language, a few simple words playing like an audible caress along our senses…” Facing the class, he begins the session, his eyes lingering on the two young women in the front row, watching with satisfaction their response to his segue.

 

[Don/Deb]

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[Don/Deb]

Amber

" I would like to take you up on your offer from the other day sir. I think it will be fun and interesting."

Professor Mc Donough looked from what looked like a crumpled old letter. He strained to hold back a smile as he surveyed my attire and my body. Then his eyes made contact with mine.
He was about to speak when his eyes looked past me. I turned to see Vicki coming up behind me. She walked right up to Professor McDonough. As only Vicki can do she licked her lips giving them an extra shine. She bent over his desk and I could see the material of her dress pull away. I saw Professor McDonough's eyes focus on the site in front of him.
I heard a commotion to my right. Some poor guy was picking himself up off the floor after tripping. That brought a smile to Professor McDonough's face. I also saw the reason for the poor students misfortune. Vicki was pantiless.

Professor McDonough looked at both of us “Ms. Thompson, Ms. Turner, I’m honored by your acceptance and look forward to…working…with you,”“Perhaps, if we could meet after class next Tuesday, we could discuss your…responsibilities. I apologize, but I have another appointment this afternoon and will be busy tying up loose ends.”

" That will be great Professor......and thank you" I said looking into his eyes and smiling.

Vicki and I took our normal seats up front. Vicki got a good laugh when I told her about the guy tripping when she flashed her ass. " You are way bolder then me" I said to Vicki. " I would have to have at least a thong on."

Professor McDonough seemed to look our way more often as he went into his lecture.
“Today’s topic, class revolves around chemistry...." he said as his eyes again looked our way. I gave him pouty little smile.
" That strange, powerful and definition less something that makes us respond to another person. A simple glance, the subtle play of body language, a few simple words playing like an audible caress along our senses…” as he spoke he walked back and forth and when he stood in front of us again he made eye contact. I smiled again and twirled my hair with my fingers.


Looking at my calender I saw today was our meeting with Terry. I thought about the lecture from the other day. Chemistry....simple glance.....body language.....physical attraction...that look in ones eyes...
Was I reading his looks the wrong way or was there something more than a professor's way of looking at his students.
I knew Vicki would take a more direct route. I have always been more subtile. I chose my attire based on that.

I pulled out my red frilly bra and matching thong panties. My white sun dress that showed the top of my bra and was just above mid thigh. I fixed my hair in wavey curles. Of course I had on my black platform boots making me look taller.

I took my normal seat for class right up front. When I sat down my dress road up my thighs but I kept it short of showing my panties off. Terry was sitting at his desk in front of the class. He glanced up as I took my seat but then went back to the material in front of him.
I kept my eyes on him. He is very good looking I thought to myself. I wonder what it would be like to have him. The thought filled my mind to the point I was getting aroused.

 

[jmt7968]

"Damn, its good to be back" Jason told his roommates. He always hated that stupid trip down to Louisiana to play football, but he was back now, and he would be back for the next month or so.. "Finally, I can work on hooking up with some girls here, those swamp girls are fun though" Jason thought.. The first thing on Jason's mind was heading out to the club tonight after all is said and done, Hopefully those three girls will be there, or at least one of them...